Chapter 22 (1/2)

“Boom!”

An earth-shattering explosion sounded.

The black door shattered into countless pieces.

Even the Defense Magic Formation that had been set up shattered from the rampant power.

“What’s going on?”

“What happened?”

“An enemy attack…”

Everyone came to the courtyard when they sensed the rampant Magic Energy.

They all shuddered and averted their gaze when they saw Chris, whose entire body was shrouded in a dark aura. It was actually a necromancer.

Necromancers had become infamous on the continent ever since the Lich King’s defeat a thousand years ago. Their existence was the equivalent to that of a street rat.

Most necromancers had gone into hiding and would not easily expose themselves to the people. They were not expecting to meet a necromancer today.

From the looks of it, he did not seem friendly. It seemed like he was coming for them.

Albert was still a little puzzled at first. However, his eyes narrowed imperceptibly when he saw Burton had been imprisoned by Chris.

He had a bad feeling in mind.

“Albert, save me…”

The moment Burton caught sight of Albert, an ecstatic expression appeared on his face as he shouted out to him.

“Shut up!” Albert had a dark expression on his face.

Then, he looked at Chris and said, “Sir, you trespassed on our place and destroyed our magic formation. Isn’t this a breach of etiquette?”

“Etiquette?”

Chris, who was hiding beneath an Undead Mask, revealed a bloodthirsty smile as he gazed at the old hunchbacked man.

“There’s no need for so many rules when dealing with animals. You openly hunted the elves, violated the Ashuta agreement signed by all three races, and destroyed the continent’s peace. Are you even qualified to speak of etiquette?”

The expression on Albert’s face changed greatly when he heard that. Glaring at Burton, he said, “You bastard, you even told others about this? Do you want to die?”

They had done things cautiously because they did not want anyone to know they had violated the treaty.

Even if they were to capture the elves, they would do so secretly. Now, they had all been exposed.

Albert had already guessed what would happen if this matter were made public. Those in higher positions would definitely abandon him without a second thought to protect their reputation.

When that happened, he would be the one accused of destroying the peace of the continent. Not only himself, but everyone related to him would become sinners of the continent and remain notorious for a long time.

Albert’s body trembled when he thought of that. He wanted to slap this detestable person to death.

Chris smiled a cold and bloodthirsty smile when he looked at Albert and saw the expression on his face had changed.

The hands holding onto Burton tightened slightly, and Burton cried out in fear, “Elder, you promised me that you would let me go as long as I brought you to the elves.”

Chris only responded to Burton’s words with a cold smile.

Although the elves were naturally benevolent, they still knew how to distinguish right from wrong. Moreover, his soul came from another world.

He had his principles. In this world, he was either a friend or an enemy.

And he had only one word for his enemies. Kill!

“No, no, elder, let me go. I can be your most loyal dog and serve you forever!”

The veins on Burton’s forehead popped as the fear of death lingered over him.

He could really feel his fear of death, endless darkness, enveloping his soul.

However, at the next moment…

Chris suddenly snapped his right hand shut, and a crisp sound rang throughout the courtyard.

Burton’s head drooped as slumped to the ground. His eyes were wide open, and his breath was gone.